Embrace Imperfection

Art is the imposing of a pattern on experience, and our aesthetic enjoyment is recognition of the pattern. Alfred North Whitehead

Two mighty sentinel walnut trees guard the front yard of my childhood home. One tree is straight as a telephone pole. The other tree’s trunk bends about ten feet off the ground. One day my father pointed to the “crooked” tree and said, “You know why that useless damn tree bends? Your grandfather…